For equipment, I'm packing my American Deluxe Fat Strat, Squier Tele, Roland GT-8, NADY wireless, playing through 200 watts of Marshall MG100HD and Behringer GMX212, both set clean. All effects through the GT-8.

Even better, since this gig is at the same time as the prom, the band director of Thomson HS has offered us a slot playing at the Relay for Life in May. Most of my band kids will be at prom tomorrow, and they really want to see us play. Difficulty: 1500+ peeps at Relay.

Luckily, they won't all be gathered, simply watching us play, a couple hundred will be walking the track, hundreds more running booths and shopping in them. High School Jazz Band will also play. All the sound is simply what we bring with us. Probably no more than 200-300 people watching the band at any particular time, although we could attract more, if we're any good.

knobglobbler55:if the drums aren't miked he'll have to bang the shiat out of them and the singer will have to scream until the veins start popping out of his neck

Why are you miking the drums?Because I can't hear them over the the guitars.Why were guitars amped up in the first place?Because people couldn't hear them over the drums.

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Think about it.The best band plays onloy loud enough to be heard at the back of the room, and can deal with anyone talking over the music.That's why I stop playing if someone talks, and usually play something that makes them shut up and listen, anyway.

Back in 2010 I was seeing a girl. Had been acquaintances, friends, for a while, went to the next level, things were good. But her life was pretty crazy, she went through some personal stuff, and she broke up with me. It sucked. For all intents and purposes, and from the state of both our facebooks, she moved on, I moved on, that was that. And we haven't really spoken in over a year.

Last night, I went to Columbus to check out some bands. One of the bands included a couple of guys that were in her old band. I knew there was a chance she'd be there, and had no idea how it would go. As I get to the neighborhood where the bar is, I end up driving around the block like 4-5 times looking for a parking space. Sure enough.. I find a space, start backing in, turn my head, and there she is, walking up the street.

Perfectly explainable, but... yeah.

Anyway it was good. We talked. Or mostly she talked. Been through a bunch of shiat in the past year but it sounds like she's doing better than ever, and I'm happy for her.

Fzzk Yeah! Mitchellfest went really well. Aside from the fact that I semi-sat on a stool most of the time while playing to keep my knees from shaking, we went over like a Heavy Metal Dirigible! Got a $100 check to boot! And a standing invitation to come back next year.